Precious Moments

Just when I sat down to try and get some good ole blogging time in, this is what I find my children playing with outside:

one piece of broken glass bottle, four rusty nails and and a screw driver.

It came back with the rain. The draining in the clouds washed away the knot in my frontal lobe. At least that’s where it felt like it was. I am not a medical doctor not do I even have basic first aid training. Maybe it was simply being able to read again. Because I couldn’t do that for a couple of months either. Usually I read voraciously, binging like a bulimic. All I have been able to read from start to finish in two months is Rose of No Man’s Land by Michele Tea and No one Belongs Here more than you by Miranda July. I haven’t even been able to commit to any television shows unless you count the feigned interest in Gray’s Anatomy for the benefit of our foreign resident house guest. The only movie I watched with any attention is Juno. Once in the theater and again on Sunday from a pirated copy burned by the husband of someone I know. It starts without any menu selections or the ability to pause with commitment. So I had to watch it. But Michelle, Diablo and Miranda ministered over me and eased the veil. Last week, I couldn’t even write 10 sentences about my day. Given, these sentences had to be in Japanese, but I couldn’t even form the ideas for them in my own language first.

I still have a headache, but at least my husband is home and I have time to do something in the evenings now other than fall asleep. My absent partner in parenting has been gone 5 out of the last 8 weeks. I feel for single moms, I have to say. I did not sign on for single parenthood and am inspired to secure more life insurance.

But the cleansing rain is not supposed to last. According to the mortal wonder of weather forecasting, we will be cursing our 100 year old home and consider air-conditioning in paint sealed windows come Thursday. Even as I write, the sun approaches. But I have a beautiful new yard to enjoy at the expense of hard labor. I still have to finish planting the snack bar (blueberries, strawberries and grapes) but it is a veritable oasis.

Comments

[mamatried]

I am jealous--your yard looks great. I have ZERO motivation to work on ours and it looks dismal (we did plant 4 tomato plants LOL).

It is a cold May here and I am trying to enjoy it before the heat comes. Julie told me not to feel guilty and when I am huge in July to just turn the air down to 'trailer cold' and make up for it next year ;)

[mamatried]

PS. C and I were joking a few years ago that we should have just stayed in Portland and opened a central air installation company!! We might have been able to retire to Mexico if we had ;) My BIL in Seattle had it installed in their house about 3 years ago and they had to wait 2 mos!